Ms. Popular Girl and Mr. Emo boy.

The mirror reflected her flushed skin and slightly swollen lips-thankfully, no hickeys. "Phew! No hickeys, thank God," she sighed in relief. But the deep chuckle behind her sent a chill down her spine. "The wild one last night wasn't me, babygirl." Frozen in place, she turned sharply-only to be met with Heeseung, fresh out of the shower, a towel hanging dangerously low on his hips. Droplets of water clung to his toned abs, his damp hair falling over his forehead as he smirked at her reaction.

"I know that you hate me too much!!" "If I hate you... Then why did I choose you..?" "Huh..?!" Minho and Jisung are in same college. They hate each other very much. But They had to get married for their company. Everyone had that question, "How will these opposites stay together without killing each other?" Or maybe they'll fall apart after Jisung will know the secret of Minho being a mafia?